This is a song about "Chaos is gay"

Chaos is widespread, but people say i made my bed

And don't perform after him or you might regret

You gay bee say me is the worst in your verse rehearsed

Oh, cause when you rich you are on top of the world

Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk

Wake up we living in a time where chaos is imminent

Because what you spit is gay,

I can't keep running away

Is he gay? is he straight? does that boy wear name brands?

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

All you're talking about is gay shit, and fucking a man.

Odd future, there wolves bang where a couple bears hang

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

Casual with the chaos, i battle with fate's boss

Chaos, ordered. slaves, freed.

Swear i will murk any beat